Scariest Sex.....

Generally, we humans like to think of sex as something exciting and filled with pleasures which take years to fully understand and appreciate. But if we were certain insects or a very particular species of nautili (A cephalopod mollusk of the genus Nautilus, pompilius, found in the Indian and Pacific oceans and having a spiral, pearly-lined shell with a series of air-filled chambers), sex would be just plain terrifying for a very long list of reasons ranging from disembowelment to genitelia resembling torture weapons you’d find in a Medieval knight’s armory. And for many of the insect world’s males, sex is the last thing they ever do. Literally.

Imagine yourself as a web weaving spider. Compared to the females of your species, you are a tiny little creature and it’s your task to somehow try and mate with her. Now, provided that you somehow managed to tap out the right tune on her web without being run through by her huge poisonous fangs, you need to attach yourself to her underbelly and deposit your gametes. But as you do, she’s chewing on you. That’s right. As a spider male, you’re your mate’s dinner and as she’s chomping on your lower half, you have to make sure you can finish the mating before she finally digests something vital.

"...the male dies soon after (mating). His purpose in life is over, so he simply expires."

Another mate who might just eat you during the act is the Mantis female. While there are a few controversies about how common sexual cannibalism really is in mantises, there are cases in which a hungry female will bite off the head of her mate who continues to deposit his gametes at an even faster rate as he dies. So if you’re a male mantis and your potential mate is hungry, you have to wrestle with her to make sure she doesn’t reach back and chew on your face with a pair of powerful mandibles. Can you say ouch?

Speaking of ouch, how about a little disembowelment with your climax? During mating, female bees which will eventually become queens of their own hives lock onto the genitals of the male drones. When the mating is done and they separate, the male endophallus is left in the female. The end result? The closest an insect can come to disembowelment. It’s known as popping the drone because of the popping sound as the drones’ reproductive organs tear off. If any males do somehow survive the mating or don’t have a chance to mate after the females extracted all the sperm they’ll ever need from them, they’re chased out and soon die as their only purpose in life is to mate with a female and shed their mortal coil while she builds a new colony.

But it’s not all bad for the males. Sometimes, male insects get to turn the tables on the females with some frightening biological adaptations of their own. Direct your attention to the detailed snapshot of what the penis of a male weevil looks like. This horrifying instrument which seems to be better suited as a knight’s flail than a reproductive organ, brutally maims whatever mates the weevil has. A theory as to why something like this evolves states that the weevils make sure that the fertilized female won’t mate with anyone else while she heals her wounds, ensuring his unique genetic profile is the only one that will be transferred to the offspring. This is backed up by the fact that the most successful males have the most menacing and spikiest genitals. You can insert your own dirty joke here because due to this blog’s readership, I’d really rather not.

Finally, here’s a trick I’m glad never evolved in humans. Male paper nautili reproduce by taking their reproductive organ filled with sperm packets and actually shooting it into a female which is enormous by comparison to them. Were humans to adopt such a trait, we could never have bars, nightclubs or college parties. Someone with a bad aim would be a menace to everyone in range and half our time would be spent trying to dodge the crossfire. Oh and one other thing. Humans borrowing the biology of the paper nautilus would only have one shot. Sad, isn’t it?

Thanks to God for being a human.....our partner species have guts to protect us.

Eureka!!!! Eureka!!!

I found out all my e-books were deleted and I don’t have a backup and I’m pissed! I haven’t read most of them. I don’t know when it was deleted because it wasn’t even in the recycle bin anymore. Worst… I can’t download it again because the site where I download it from is not anymore accessible. I was so glad when I get to that site. All the e-books are new and most of the authors are my favorite and the catch, e-books are free to download. They even recommend authors and e-books that they thought belongs to a must read sections.

I found out that finding the middle ground has its limitation too. I had enough. I always thought that I’m not a good friend. I couldn’t let myself talked to one of my so-called friend because I’m tired of compromising. I’m asking a lot if I’m the kind of friend I want as a friend. This time I already have an answer. Yes, I am the kind of friend I want as a friend. I don’t ever have to compromise because I know we’ll both be standing in the common ground… we both understand that living with friend means give and take… you have to work your butt out just to make it work… and it takes two to tango… and never be selfish… always think of your friend before you think of yourself and it should always work both ways. But since we have differences, it’s so true that it’s better to visit a friend than to live with them. 

I found out that giving a little something to your family is truly a big deal. They are the easiest people to please. We always thought that they are expecting big from us but in reality it’s the thought that counts. It doesn’t matter if you give them a little less as long as you don’t give them something that can break their heart it could mean a lot. You’ll be surprise to know when it bounces back it bestows you contentment… happiness… pleasure… feelings that you’ve been trying to figure out all your life and for just one time you give something to your family… you’re on the top of the world. Most people think that they have great responsibility towards their family and yes we all do, but I think when you look at them as a responsibility later on you’ll see them as a burden. But when you do things for them out of love, you’ll never get tired of it. You give them happiness trice as much as you give it to yourself. 

I found out that I can be more sympathetic. I can let awful things slipped out. I can mend and bend whichever situation I’m in. It felt good to sometimes left things the way they were and not to push it. Besides, you’ll never know where it’s heading. Maybe you’re lucky it went well and maybe, it could be better luck next time. 

I found out that I should be gratified. There’s a lot to be thankful for.

life on a Graph sheet

I’ve spent many a good hour trying to figure out what graph best shows my life. Of course, an actual graph would be far too erratic to give an equation to, but if we’re talking a line of best fit?

I’ve pondered the trigonometric graphs, Sine and Cosine, but find them too rigid in their structure. Too perfectly formed. Each high point is too alike, and each low likewise. It is not the graph of my life.

I’ve pondered also quadratic functions.... but they lack any sense of reality, culminating in either one spectacular high, or rather devastating low. If life went that way, at least we’d know we only have to go up once we’ve hit the bottom. But it’s not the graph of my life.

I moved up to cubics, and higher powered polynomials, but none of them fit either. They always tend to infinity, or negative infinity. It’s not the graph of my life.

More recently I’ve considered reciprocal functions, finding y = 1/x to be roughly accurate. It stems off to an incredible high; mindblowingly amazing, before jumping in at the lowest point and devastating everything that is built. It then gradually, and increasingly moves back up to a stable point. A safe point in life. I could cope with that.

Of course, if that were the graph of my life, I’d be disappointed that I had no more highs to look forward to, but I could cope.

However, I think (as was inevitable really) it is impossible to summarize human life with a graph. We could model it, sure. We could try to make things fit. But they never would; there are simply too many variables in life.

And whatever we try to do, however much we try to mould ourselves to the thing we most want, life moves forward.

Time moves forward at a constant rate, and with it we must remain. Our life is nothing if not for the passing of time. So we must move forward.

No amount of wishing can change what has passed, no amount of dreaming can hold time still.

We have no control over time, it merely controls us.

So our graph will move forward.

Forward.

The rest s up to us

“Life as numerical quantities focus on expected values, graphical summaries on unexpected values.”i

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An Open Letter!!!

To a Dear Friend who made life easier for me... :)

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Dear Sibtey bhai,

Maybe you're wondering why I'm writing to you when I can really say this to you through text message or whatever. Well, I just want to put into words what I want to say and the things that I feel right now.

I miss you. Yes, terribly. You are not just an ordinary friend, you are a brother to me. You are one of the most wonderful person I have ever met. Nobody makes me feel special the way you do. Nobody makes me feel that I'm appreciated and well-loved the way you do. You are such a very good friend, you are incomparable, very dear to me. I miss your company. I miss our bonding. I miss your straightforward thoughts. I miss your sarcasm. I miss how we talk about our lives.I miss 8 ZAS.I miss the day when we went for movie with empty pocket having illusive faith on each.I miss everything about you.

I can still remember how i skip classes and sleep at your place coz i was too (lazy) sleepy to attend the class. I remember how we talk about each others "crushes", our long talks till we drop snoring in your bed. We eat together, we surfed the net together(DBDB),we watched many films together. I sleep at your place you sleep at my place. We make assignments and projects together on the 11thhour. We stroll for "cute-hunt" together.I miss our night outs and I end up smoking and throwing up all over the place, which was disgusting for you.I remember our day hang-outs to Chilly Delhi.if I may add, These are just some of those very memorable moments I had with you. For 3 years that we've been together, I never got tired of your company. I just wish I could spend more time with you here or i can put on the rewind button and we back to the world of innoscence, stupidity and idiotic.

You are 'irreplaceable', man. Yes, you are simply unique. You know everything about me. I share my secrets with you. I guess you will always be my best dear friend.

I miss you and I hate the thought that I will never have you by my side when everything's going wrong.

Always remember that I am always here for you no matter what. I will always be a dear friend to you.

 LOVE YOU BRO! :)

The Message

Time flies too fast nowadays. Too fast that we barely feel that a day has 24 hours. Too fast that we barely get a grip of what's happening. Too fast that it makes us forget the memories. Too fast that our brain would have to forget older memories in order to store newer experiences.

I wish i could make you remember the things which time has effortlessly concealed with its flying arms.

I wish i could make you remember how your mother used to love you more back then so that you may forget the things which make you feel miles away from her today.

I wish i could make you remember how blissful your life was as a kid and how you were so loved by the people around you so you may not think that being an adult is a life next to hell.

I wish i could make you remember how you made friends and found the ones who would surely stick to you no matter what so you may be able to gain new friends in this new environment. It's hard but you'll get used to it. It takes a lot of getting used to.

I wish i could make you remember how you loved being at school way back then so that you may have the eagerness to explore and do better in college.

I wish i could make you remember why people around you love and care for you --because you're not just any other ordinary guy. You are a true and unique person. A person who has great passion in life, a person who --if necessary-- is flexible enough to face just about anything. So you will not look at yourself in the mirror with disappointment in your eyes.

I wish i could make you remember how your experiences molded you to be the person you are today. How you battled through life's never ending struggle. How you've been so strong for yourself and for the people you care for. So you wouldn't have to tell yourself everyday that you're a failure.

I wish i could make you remember how you had fun with your friends no matter how silly the stuffs you did. So you would realize that life is not just about heartaches and miseries. It's also about enjoyment!

I wish i could make you remember how that one person you loved so much made you realize that girls are not the world. You may have parted ways but she taught you things out of the four corners of a classroom. So that you may be able to appreciate the changes that are happening in your life now.

I wish i could make you remember that you are well-loved by the ONE above greater than anybody in this world. So that you may always remember Her in your most troubled days and you may not forget Her in your happiest days.

And most of all...

I wish i could make you remember just how beautiful life is. So that when it comes to living your life, you'll do the right things and if ever you did something wrong, you would realize there's always an avenue to change and everything happens for a reason.

Those things, may you always remember. May remind you how beautifully God planned your life to be. Struggles and pains, heartaches and obstacles are always there. Life never runs out of that but that's how life is supposed to be -- it's what you make it.

Please, don't let time spoil your life. The earth may be rotating and revolving faster than before but you have to live life step by step --slowly but surely. Never forget those memories that make up the person you are right now. Remember those and you'll be good.